"Dangerous Hearts"* is a gripping romance novel set against the backdrop of a modern-day American urban environment. The story follows Bella Smith, a 22-year-old artist whose life takes a dramatic turn when her father, Vincent, borrows money from Antony Mitchell, the ruthless head of a powerful criminal syndicate. When Vincent defaults on the debt, Antony seizes Bella as collateral, plunging her into a world of danger and intrigue. In the opulent yet perilous Mitchell mansion, Bella's love for art captures the attention of Mark Mitchell, Antony's 25-year-old son. Despite his initial loyalty to his family's criminal activities, Mark is drawn to Bella's resilience and compassion. Their forbidden romance blossoms amidst the tension of Bella's wrongful accusation of espionage and the constant threat from within the mansion. As Bella and Mark navigate their complex relationship, they uncover hidden treachery involving Bert, a deceitful servant with ties to a rival clan. The stakes are high as Bella's innocence is questioned and her family is threatened. With Mark's help, Bella must unravel the mystery behind the betrayal and fight to clear her name. The novel weaves themes of love, betrayal, and redemption into a suspenseful narrative, exploring the depths of human emotion and the challenges of navigating a dangerous world. Through intense personal struggles and high-stakes intrigue, "Dangerous Hearts" delivers a compelling story of courage and passion.
Gloom filled the atmosphere of the Smith household, a heavy shroud of despair hanging over them. Vincent Smith sat in silence, grappling with his biggest downfall. His once-thriving business had collapsed, and despite the best efforts of his sons, Joey and Anthony, the financial losses seemed insurmountable. Joey and Anthony remained rooted to their seats, their faces etched with anguish as they struggled to come to terms with their situation. Maria, Vincent's devoted wife, sat beside him, offering what comfort she could, though her own worry was evident in her tired eyes.
From her vantage point in the inner room, Bella Smith observed the scene with a heavy heart. She saw her family's unwavering determination to stay together, yet this resolve was tinged with a blind spot to the consequences of their actions. Vincent's desperation to pull the family from financial ruin had led him to make a deal with the Mitchel Family-a notorious crime syndicate known for their wealth and ruthless operations.
Vincent's mind raced with anxiety, each thought of Antony Mitchell's cold, calculating face intensifying his dread. He tried to distract himself by reminiscing about better times, but these memories were now bittersweet. When the Smith enterprise had just started, Vincent and Maria had celebrated their engagement with a grand party on Wall Street. Their traditional wear business had thrived, drawing buyers from far and wide. It was a golden era for the Smith family, but the tides had turned. As trends shifted and new fashion styles emerged, the Smiths' traditional garments became obsolete. Their once-bustling store faced dwindling foot traffic, and the market for their products had all but vanished. The financial strain had become unbearable, leaving Vincent unable to provide for his family or send his sons to college.
Lost in his thoughts, Vincent stumbled into an unknown figure. He quickly apologized, his mind still reeling from the weight of his troubles, and continued on his aimless path.
"Old boy!" the figure exclaimed, the voice cutting through Vincent's haze of despair.
Vincent froze, the voice oddly familiar but elusive. A rough hand gripped his shoulder, spinning him around. His eyes widened in disbelief as he saw August, his closest childhood friend, who had vanished years ago. Rumors had painted August as a fugitive involved with dangerous street mafias, but Vincent had always believed in his friend's inherent goodness. They embraced, and August's presence brought a flicker of hope to Vincent's weary heart.
As they sat in a nearby café, August listened sympathetically as Vincent poured out his troubles. He spoke of the mounting debts, the fading business, and the crushing weight of failure. August's face softened with genuine concern, and he nodded thoughtfully.
"Old boy, you could turn your life around," August said, a crooked smile playing on his lips.
"How?" Vincent asked, a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes.
August's smile widened as he began to explain his connection to the Mitchel family, emphasizing how they could help Vincent's situation. Vincent's excitement was quickly tempered by the mention of Antony Mitchell. The name brought a chill to his spine, and his anxiety flared.
"Do you mean..." Vincent's voice faltered, a mix of hope and trepidation etched across his face.
"Don't be a chicken," August teased, his tone light but laced with seriousness. "Antony isn't what you think. Just ask for a loan and pay it back. It's a simple arrangement."
Despite August's assurances, Vincent couldn't shake his apprehension. The thought of dealing with the Mitchel family, especially Antony, filled him with unease. Nevertheless, the prospect of saving his family from ruin was too tempting to ignore. He decided to keep his plans from Maria, knowing she would disapprove of the dangerous gamble.
The day of reckoning arrived. August's encouraging smile and nostalgic pat on the back gave Vincent a fleeting sense of confidence. As they approached the Mitchel mansion, Vincent was awestruck by its opulence. The mansion's grandeur seemed almost otherworldly, a stark contrast to his own crumbling fortunes. But his admiration was short-lived. As he surveyed the mansion's beauty, his gaze met the stern, unyielding eyes of Antony Mitchell. Antony approached with deliberate slowness, his presence commanding an unsettling blend of respect and fear.
Vincent's heart raced, his palms growing clammy as he struggled to maintain composure. Antony's gaze seemed to pierce through him, and the tension was palpable. Antony's voice, cold and authoritative, cut through the silence.
"I give you a year and six months," Antony said, his tone ominous, before turning on his heel and retreating to his quarters.
Vincent stood frozen, the weight of Antony's words sinking in. He was jolted back to reality when a man in a dark suit handed him a briefcase before vanishing as quickly as he had appeared. Vincent stared at the briefcase, its weight symbolizing both the promise and peril of his new venture. He headed home, his heart pounding with a mix of hope and fear.
When Vincent arrived, he shared the news with Maria, his voice brimming with cautious optimism. Her initial joy was quickly overshadowed by suspicion as she questioned the source of the money. Before Vincent could explain, a loud crash from the street outside interrupted them. The sound of shattering glass and shouting voices filled the air. Vincent and Maria rushed to the window, their eyes widening in horror.
A group of masked men was vandalizing a nearby shop, their faces obscured by dark masks. The chaos outside seemed to mirror the turmoil inside Vincent's mind. His excitement about the money was overshadowed by a growing sense of dread. The violence and destruction in the street were a stark reminder of the dangerous world he had just entered.
As Vincent and Maria watched in stunned silence, Vincent couldn't shake the feeling that he was teetering on the edge of a precipice. What had he truly signed up for, and what would be the cost of his desperate gamble?
When Emily Parker, a sharp and determined financial analyst, is hired by the enigmatic billionaire Alexander Blackwood, she steps into a world of opulence and intrigue. Blackwood’s investment firm seems to operate on the edge of legality, and Emily’s keen instincts soon uncover a web of corruption and deceit. As Emily dives deeper, she discovers that Blackwood is entangled in a dangerous game of blackmail, orchestrated by a ruthless criminal syndicate. With a dark family secret and a vendetta-driven rival lurking in the shadows, Alexander’s carefully constructed facade begins to crack. Caught between the whirlwind of her growing attraction to Alexander and the perilous stakes of her investigation, Emily finds herself in a fight for survival. When betrayal strikes from within, she is thrust into a high-stakes game where every move could be her last. The Billionaire Boss is a pulse-pounding thriller that blends sizzling romance with a labyrinth of deceit. Will Emily and Alexander’s newfound bond be enough to unravel the conspiracy, or will their trust—and their lives—be shattered forever? Dive into a world of wealth, power, and danger where nothing is as it seems, and every secret comes with a price.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”